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Greg Goyle (goyle_g) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Harry Potter was just about the last person Greg wanted to see - on any day, but particularly one going as badly as this one was. He supposed he should have expected it, Potter having been practically adopted by the Weasley mob, but his mind didn't really work that way. "Mr Potter," he said, his voice barely edging away from a growl. He figured the pureblood society manners that had been pounded into him as a child were the safest mode of address now. Draco had always told him not to bother at school, Potter and his lot weren't worth it, but he wasn't at school any more.

"Is there something I can help you with?" He didn't answer Potter's question. The woman hadn't been scared away, she was still over there cooing over the pygmy puffs and carrying an armload of trick wands she obviously intended to buy. Which meant Greg would have to face the cash register again as George was still in back showing someone around his defensive collection.